Chapter 8-Acting the truth?
'It's a show...All a show.' I say over and over shaking my head. Lestrade looks at me with hurt eyes. "John..." I hear him whisper. I look up and see both snipers are off of Sherlock.
"How dare you lie?" Irene yells,making everyone flinch. "Never!" Sherlock declares, putting his fist over his heart. "Remember? Our third Uni year, you and your friends used to say hi and show respect like this?" Sherlock spoke, bowing with his fist still over his heart. "Sherlock!" I cry banging weakly on the glass. 'Why would he do this? I know it's just an act but..' the pain...It's worse then the war. I see Irene run over and hug Sherlock. He gives a laugh...a fake laugh. No one else noticed but I did but...why didnt he delete such memorys? I sink to the floor, still watching Sherlock and Irene hug through the glass. I see my reflection and I see how broken Sherlock has made me...and it's been less then ten minutes! I see Greg slide down with me and knock twice on the glass. I look at him confusingly and he knocks once then holds up his finger. 'Morse code.' I smile.
So...A. He holds up his finger, signaling a pause then knocks on the glass once, thats N. He waves his hand, signaling a space then knocks, and pauses. Another A. He holds his finger up ,knocks, holds up another finger then knocks again. C. He holds up a finger and nods, saying he's done. One pause= T.
A-N A-C-T 'An act.' I smile and mouth 'thank you.' I watch as Sherlock tells Irene something in her ear and I hear her giggle. All the sadness wash's away and is replaced by anger and jealousy. 'Blood little hussy!'Greg notices my mood change, gets up and moves from the glass. Lestrade's movements bring everyone's, including Sherlock and Ms. Adler, attention toward me. I get up and growl. I kick the glass and Irene smiles. "It's too late Doctor Watson. You've loss." she looks up at Sherlock then back to me. I growl and kick the glass again. "You really are stubborn aren't you? The glass is un-" Everything goes quiet as I kick the glass again and a cracking sound rings through the factory. I grin at everyone's face most of all, Irene. "What is he-"
"Amazing! You can build a factory but keeping a lonesome doctor in a unbreakable glass box is such a chore." I laugh, still kicking the glass. "Y-your looney! Sherlock!" She turns and grabs on to Sherlock. "Oh wait I forgot." Irene turns back to me and looks around. "Snipers!" she shouts and my body is once again filled with small red dots. I stop and she smiles. I continue and she has her hand up as a mark. I continue kicking as I sit next to the pile of men she sent in earlier. 'Three, two, one!' her fingers go down, I kick the glass open and the shooting starts. I quickly grab two of the large men and cover both sides of me from shooting. The shots stop and I peek from under the mate in my hand. "Where'd he go?" then I look up near the snipers and I see the Yard behind each and everyone. I watch as Sherlock grabs Irene and snaps around her wrist, a pair of cuffs. "John ready?" I hear him call. "Ready!" I shout crawling the the hole I made, jumping up and dusting my jumper. I look at the tower to spot Sherlock's double still up there. Before I can react he shoots me in my chest. I fall to the ground and watch as Sherlock throws Irene to Lestrade. "John!" Sherlock calls to me as he pulls me to his chest. "A bit not good?" I cough, trying to lighten the mood. "A bit not good." he smiles through tears. The last I hear before I black out is Sherlock. "I love you."
A/N=Chapter 9 is the end! I think this chapter's kinda sucky. Sorry about that. I'm just kinda fallin' of the writer's wagon. Plz continue to enjoy ^^